Am I a Mumbaikar?

I am not really sure. I do have an identity crisis. Well here is my story that spans almost all the major cities of India. I was born in mumbai, brought up at kolkatta, finally settled down in chennai. So coming back to the same question. Who am I? I am an Indian and proud to be an Indian in all respects.
So when mumbai bleeds, my heart aches, not because I was born there or any relatives living there or I have been visiting it every year but simply because I am an Indian. I feel mumbai is as close to me as any other city in India.
I have been watching the ndtv with great pain and a feeling of loss which I probably cannot describe. I shed tears when I see Gautams father crying, not because he is my brother. I have never known him but the fact that I am an Indian makes me cry and weep like its my own loss.
Its time we think as Indians and feel as one single entity. Believe me, no matter whether I get hit on my eye or my leg it still pains as its my body. I urge all Indians to come as one and not let the politicians divide us. As I am blogging its the Indian Army that is doing the hard work to bring peace back to mumbai. Where are these so called politicians who spared no single minute to hit back at the minority people. The Indian Army should use them as shields when they go inside the hotel.